| Chris De Burgh – The Lady in Red Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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What an incendiary post that is sure to rock the Chris De Burgh adoring British music press and the entire nation to it's very foundations. For too long this man has been held as a bastion of hope, chivalry, and nobility in moral wasteland of human waste that was England when this man made every lady swoon with this ode to, well what the nation thought was reignited love but was in fact a thinly veiled perv piece of his insatiable desire for menstrual blood. Finally this man is been revealed for what he is. I have to ask myself why has it taken so long for this story to break? Was he part of the Illuminati and now as old age encroaches on him he has lost the influence over the media he once had? His links to the Illuminati have been whispered just like his bizarre peccadillo for the menstrual cycle has been courted around yet it always fell on deaf ears. However I'm not here to contemplate Chris De Burgh's connections. I am here to discuss the meaning of this song which Eggfart analyzed so thoughtfully with an honesty rarely witnessed when talking about this strange man. Eggfart has given a line by line account of how each line alludes to a night inside of Red Square, so let me come to you with a personal account of this song and relations with Chris De Burgh, as his first love. My name? Rojo Caliente. I met Chris in the 60s when we were studying at Trinity College Dublin. Chris' love was for the arts and music, mine was for social justice however we met and fell in love. He was always so enamored by my red hair, reddish skin, and red politics. Our courtship was beautiful yet not out of the ordinary for many a young couple in the 60s. However this began to change the first month the decorators arrived when I was with Chris. When I was with him he seemed increasingly agitated, unable to focus on our discussions of the arts or anything for that matter. He resembled a badger with Tuberculosis. He alluded to how he 'must feed'. I was alarmed by this but not perturbed because I knew he was on the backside of a severe jeffrey withdrawal. I escorted my darling Chris home and only then was the full extent of his craving for menstrual chunks revealed to me. Upon entering my apartment he burst through each door shouting MAXI PADS!!! WHERE DO YOU KEEP YOUR USED MAX PADS! I cried there's 'one in the trash'. He pured the entire contents of the trash out on to the floor and search for it between all the waste. He found it held it in his hands, and scurried off behind a cabinet again like a crazed badger. I heard huffing, urghing and mmming, then he leaped out with a giant erection! I was so shocked but this new animalistic Chris was to my liking at the time and I succumbed to this beast as his gargantuan member stomped through my red square like the red army. I saw many many stars in that sky that night but Chris became increasingly hateful towards me when I was not producing the red wine he craved. I had to leave him in the end, as it was too much but I Rojo Calinete was his first lady in red. |
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| East 17 – It's Alright Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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'It's Alright' maintained East 17's relentless assault on the UK pop charts and dance floors in 1993, yet one that has been overlooked somewhat for the sublime lyrical prose it holds within in favour of the epic and rousing Thunder. Indeed beneath that masterful beat and Brian Harvey's soulful voice there's a statement, a message. The message that East 17 give is that 'it will be alright'. The 90s may now seem like a magical land and a rich fertile backdrop to which some of the greatest musicians of the century thrived but it was a time of great uncertainty. Mortimer the astute and conscious beatmaster and lyricist plugged into this growing feeling. He saw the uncertainty around him grow as the old certainties of the past and crumbled away. People were restless looking to politicians, religion, and the TV for something concrete to believe in. The masses needed reassurance that the dogmatic rhetoric of politics and religion couldn't give. Mortimer took this upon himself and penned 'It's alright (X 3), It's really alright, It's alright, It's really alright. Alright, alright. Everything's gonna be alright (x 3). Alright, alright it's really alright'. Those kind, thoughtful, insightful words soothed a nervous and anxious public. People heard this song on the radio at school, at home, at work and spontaneously started dancing in the street. Everything was really alright. |
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| East 17 – Thunder Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Excellent post Eggfart! At last East 17 are receiving the serious thought and discussion they so justly deserve. At the height of their popularity in the mid to early 1990s they were seen as little more than a ragbag gang of street urchins by the elitist British music press. Now we're seeing a revaluation of East 17s contribution to music and contemporary British culture. It somewhat angers me it has taken almost 20 years for this to happen alas this has always been the way with such seminal musician's. Thunder was indeed East 17's swansong and an expression of the growing unrest within the group, as well as Mortimer's soul. The thunder is essentially that force of nature that for so long carried East 17 and made them the explosive musical force they once were. However the driving force was now turning into a looming storm set to destroy everything in its path. Mortimer's lyrics and composition in Thunder swirl and rumble with the approaching destruction that was on the horizon for East 17. It seems somewhat incredible that Mortimer sensed the imminent implosion of the group and expressed it so harrowingly yet beautiful with Thunder. it's as if he is stepping back and admiring the unforgiving power of nature yet didactically falling into the maelstrom himself. This is the essence of the man and the essence of his genius, if you will. A man full of contradictions, yet without such contradictions would we have such genius or such tunage? |
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